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she was lying.
She moved away from him, bent down, and picked up the ledger. The cover of the book was thickly
coated
with dust and soot. “I might forgive you someday,” she said, “but not today.”
“W-what?” Isaac cried.
Emily shoved the book under her arm, biting back tears. Even though she hated telling Isaac something
that would hurt him, she knew it was the right thing to do. “I have to go,” she blurted out.
She ran down the stairs as fast as she could. At the landing, she heard a familiar giggle from the other
side
of the room. She sucked in her stomach, looking nervously around. The crowd shifted, and the laugh
dissipated.
The only person Emily recognized across the ballroom was Maya. She was standing against the wall,
holding a martini, and staring fixedly at Emily, a whisper of a smile across her wide, glossy lips.
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DÉJÀ VU…REVEALED
Hanna skidded across the slippery marble floor, coming to a stop. This hotel was a maze, and somehow,
she’d managed to retrace her steps and was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling tapestry of
Napoleon yet
again. She looked right and left, searching for Mike. The crowd of partiers was so thick, she didn’t see
him
anywhere.
She passed the throne room and heard a familiar voice. Inside was Noel Kahn, draped over the large,
velvet
throne, his shoulders shaking with laughter. There was an upside-down champagne bucket on his head,
a
makeshift crown.
Hanna groaned. It was unbelievable what Noel could get away with at Rosewood parties, just because
his